"Old monk, I'll leave this place to you. This guy's Dharmakaya can be completely buried here, right?" Chu Mo glanced at the old monk. Just now, he really didn't want the old monk to bear the karma. But now, he suddenly thought it through.
The old monk made him meet this young Supreme Martial Artist, so he was definitely prepared to bear all the karma!
In particular, the old monk had pointed out to him before, saying that Buddhism was the origin of all karma, but at the same time, it was also the place where all karma ended!
The Buddhist Sect … This mysterious and low-key ancient sect had a powerful background that caused one to tremble with fear!
Even the young Supreme Martial Artist was powerless to resist when he came here. Then, to bear this karma for him, it probably wasn't a big deal for the entire Buddhism.
The old monk smiled, "Leave it to me."
The young man's head had been completely stepped on by Chu Mo, but he didn't suffer any fatal blows. The toughness of the Supreme Martial Artist's head was completely unimaginable. He didn't even need to recover …
A young Supreme Martial Artist … was still a Supreme Martial Artist!
How could the Supreme Martial Artist's head be destroyed so easily? Unless Chu Mo used Murdering Heaven to chop randomly. But Chu Mo didn't do that.
But to this young Supreme Martial Artist, it was even more unbearable than killing him!
Since young, his identity was incomparably noble, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
His eyes stared at Chu Mo.
Chu Mo smiled coldly as he looked at him, his gaze not weak at all.
The old monk flicked his finger and a gentle light shot towards the young man's head.
The young man's face was filled with malevolence!
But he kept his mouth shut, not making a single sound. He didn't even look at the old monk, he just continued to stare at Chu Mo.
In the end.
"Bang!"
The young man's head suddenly exploded, turning into a huge Great Dao law, forming a law dragon that was about to drill into the sky.
Another six golden Buddhas appeared. Each of them uttered a mantra and froze the dragon of laws there.
Then, more and more golden Buddhas appeared in the surroundings, faintly discernible, filling this part of the world. It was unknown how many there were. He began to chant.
The scripture was obscure and difficult to understand. Chu Mo could barely understand a single word, but he could feel the terrifying power contained in the scripture. It did not affect him much, but to the young man's head that had turned into a Rule Dragon, it was a true disaster.
The Dragon of Law continued to shrink until it was the size of a chopstick. It plunged into the chest of one of the Great Buddhas and disappeared.
"This is?" Chu Mo looked at the old monk.
The old monk put his palms together. "Amitabha."
Chu Mo: "…"
The old monk continued, "This is purification!"
"This is expiation?" Chu Mo was shocked.
The old monk smiled, "This is a forceful illumination, turning this power into one of the sources of power that protects the Buddhist Holy Land. After all, the power of the Supremacy Realm … is almost invisible in this world. "
For some reason, Chu Mo felt that there was some regret in the old monk's tone when he said this, as if he wished that there were more Supremacies in this world. That way, there would be more Supremacies who would come looking for trouble …
Of course, this might be his misconception, because at least the old monk was quite nice to him.
Then, the young man's corpse was also treated the same way by the old monk. With a point of his finger, the corpse turned into a drop of purplish-gold blood.
At this moment, Chu Mo's expression finally turned solemn. He looked at the old monk and asked, "This Supreme Dharma Body is just a drop of his blood essence and some Supremacy Great Dao Laws?"
The old monk understood what Chu Mo was shocked about. He said, "This is already a top-notch Dharma Body. Even a Supreme-Being wouldn't have more than ten drops of such essence blood. Losing one drop is already a huge loss to a Supreme-Being."
At this moment, Chu Mo suddenly realized that this old monk, who could only display the Ascension Realm in the Immortal World, could actually easily dispose of the young Supreme Dharma Body. He couldn't help but look at the old monk, "What realm are you at?"
The old monk chuckled and said, "Everything is empty. I only cultivate Dharma and not divine powers, so realms are useless to me."
As he said this, he flicked the drop of purplish-gold blood essence to Chu Mo, "This blood is fated with you. Refine it, and your path to becoming stronger will be faster."
Chu Mo shook his head in disdain, "I don't want it!"
The old monk shook his head, "Don't be too concerned about some things. Just treat it as … a treasure that you hunted."
"Ahem, old monk, why do these words sound so strange coming from the mouth of an enlightened monk like you?" The corner of Chu Mo's mouth twitched.
The old monk smiled slightly, "If you want to achieve great things, you don't need to be concerned about trifles. Believe it or not, if this young man kills you today, not only will he refine all the blood essence in your body, but he will also pull out your tendons, pull out your bones, and refine your Progenitor Realm body! His words are full of disdain, but he is very envious in his heart. "
"…" Chu Mo's body felt cold from the old monk's words, and his heart was also filled with disgust.
"In short, this belongs to you." The old monk said as he flicked the drop of purplish-gold blood essence over.
Chu Mo sighed and didn't refuse again. Today, he finally understood what kind of opponent he would face in the future.
If this wasn't the Buddhist Holy Land, and if it was any other place, this young Supreme Master would have countless ways to easily crush him into pieces!
And he … had no room to resist at all!
The drop of purplish-gold blood instantly melted into Chu Mo's palm as soon as it came into contact with it. Chu Mo only felt a sense of comfort all over his body. Apart from that, he didn't feel anything else.
He couldn't help but show some surprise on his face.
The old monk said, "The power of the bloodline can only be revealed at the critical moment. Moreover, this old monk thought that you would need to refine it more or less. I didn't expect that … the bloodline in your body seems to be a level higher than this person's bloodline! Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to absorb it so easily. "
Then, the old monk looked at Chu Mo and said, "This old monk thinks that you must have a lot of questions. Don't worry, when this old monk is done with some things, I will answer you one by one."
As the old monk said that, he began to chant scriptures and then made hand seals.
His face also became more and more unsightly, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.
By the time Chu Mo realized that something was wrong with the old monk, it was already too late. The old monk's body quickly became thinner. Under the observation of Chu Mo's Aura Observation Technique, the huge Star Array was also completely sealed!
And the power that sealed that place was actually released from the old monk's body!
How could an Ascension Stage Cultivator possess such a majestic power? Even a Sovereign Lord … might not have that kind of power!
This old monk, in order to help him … sacrificed himself?
The corners of Chu Mo's eyes were a little moist. He looked at the old monk and didn't know what to say.
"Come here, child, talk to me." The old monk stood up from the void and walked in front of Chu Mo. He grabbed Chu Mo's hand with his withered hand that was like an eagle's claw and stepped over the invisible barrier, returning to the front of the ancient hall below.
At this time, the Buddhas that filled the sky had already disappeared completely.
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